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Falling Ashes

Autumn leaves will come to sleep, and winter's melting snow ablaze; But through the years men will weep, of a sudden change of fate
upon the dampened earth reflection speaks, the moon answering with perfect harmony; yet the tides has change for waves to speak. of sorrow and tragic melancholy
Through the hills trees lament in a windy shining morn; for in the light voices shrieked from a steady lustful horn
In the shadows the winds stir rage, on every road it leaves its prints; while men will learn to live in cage but never too short o

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Along Came A SpiderBetween the lines of strings as thin as thread threaten to break with contempt the awe of the nature, surmouting what was the past.
And burying, or in ways conspiring a web of reaction chains chemically active and miscible with aught but pride and glory
Spinning, gyrating, in a jargon of spindled words momentous and magnificent; is everything but what it could offer
A Monstrosity, a Seed of Evil It was the preamble of a lost cause and the line of inextricable truth occuring in simultaneous sprang of a broken cord &n Along Came A Spider
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Beneath The StarlessI am someone without a pathway to embark in a journey that knows no destination cut short by knaves and thieves who stole away my dignity.
Enthralled by a moment's charms, Standing still, as if to listen to the silence the sound of eternal quietness the melody, to which all melody sprang I stand, beneath the mighty sky fearless to the obstacles of life.
Walking, dragging, the sound of footsteps that came dead to an abrupt halt gathering just enough time to realize a split indecisive second what i realize, illustrated Beneath The Starless
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What We Don't RealizeThere in the bushes tall above chin between the grasses, above the wind through the barren rocks, and over hills lushes green, a gush of warmth among the chills o, wanderers afar, with walking sticks of houses built, in cold hard bricks the air is fine, a harbinger of spring the crickets jumped, the harpers sing of untold myth, and legends alike lores of valor and of spite the honoured one, true of heart will transpire, to light in dark in winter cold, when frost shall bite or icy hail, disaster's strike three cups of tea for weather's sake we barely kno What We Don't Realize
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PsychosisLike a river dried up of its blood, that goes down the dividing lane,
Shadowed upon the unforgiving dark,
our lives conjured are all but the usual same
fingers running down the innocent pure we are fated to doom without a cure the rain could not cover the eternal rhyme we are rich, but left without a dime
to see what's ahead that is blank of a skin, fair without tan within the soul without fear descending, the hour is near
Catching butterflies in mid autumn evenings tip-toed up the hills, roaming the unchartered clearings Of the millions Psychosis
by ~Zergabean

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Gold DustChildren standing, feet sewn unkempt, Blisters born on first attempt. Lashes to lashes, child falls down, with shimmering gold dust covering all brown.
Masks on demons, which spawn like smoke, while the evil can breathe, the children can choke. Presented beneath the shimmering gold dust, as the colours of their skin will rust. Gold Dust
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A Cry For HelpA Cry For Help.
Silent chatter, Noiseless clatter. All pass me in my sleep, But there had to be that one sheep.
I let the smile crawl, As I turned to face the wall. Depressed was I, To not notice the world spinning by.
Late in the day, I stood up to say. That writing with rhyme, Helps to tell the time.
But as I watch the words, I thought them absurd. But lies in a hidden shell, Filled to the brim, just like hell.
Shockingly I taste, The world that I waste. As I touch the ground, I beat them A Cry For Help
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Homework: Affection DONEE
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Warm NightsSummer grass will always pass Into the season's doom When carnage renders overcast Our melancholy room.
Melting days create a haze Arising from the sea To wrap around our theiving hands As, homeward bound, we flee.
Instinct's sense without pretense A touch beneath the soil A present from the heathen gods Of other fancy's moyl.
Spreading fire cannot conspire A bleeding in the sky -
A cooling makes the world go round And every moment die.
Winter death destroys the breath A shadow on the sun To send us followin Warm Nights
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Finally

Fri May 1, 2009, 2:24 AM

I've not been to dA very much lately. In fact, i've been missing for at least 2 to 3 monthes already, partly because this account is half dead and partly because i don't really have much poems or pictures to post lately...

Finally, i've passed my driving license. The feeling is absolutely wonderful...except the fact that i am still very much unfamiliar with the road conditions, hostile drivers and unforgiving traffics.

but i am sure i will cope with it...sooner or later^^

I got a shock lately when i know i could write chinese characters in dA..the last time i tried, it came out as funny funny characters.

Surprising, its working now, and hey! i just posted chinese comments on somebody's page.

LOVELY!

其实最近真的有一点忙。考试又要到了。。又有一大堆书还没读。。奇怪的是，我竟然还能在这里

ost日记，呵呵，也许是一种放松心情的方法吧？

嗯。。。我看应该是时候去读Sejarah (history）了。

Penning off,
Eugene^^

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Mood: Agony
Listening to: Love story (Taylor Swift)
Reading: Sejarah
Watching: Heroes (Fugitive)
Playing: Piano (甜甜的&#6
Eating: -
Drinking: Ice Water

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Current Residence: Penang, Malaysia 槟城，大马
Interests: Onlining 上网
Favourite movie: White Chicks
Favourite band or musician: S.H.E.
Favourite genre of music: Pop
Favourite artist: Paramitha Rusady, Leona Lewis, Fish Leong (梁静茹), Claudia Jung, Juanes
Favourite poet or writer: William Shakespear, Sydney Sheldon, J.R.R. Tolkien
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Favourite game: Trauma Centre: New Blood
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~Zergabean Sep 16, 2009, 8:00:52 AM

welcomed welcomed^^

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We are all victims, Anselmo. Our destinies are decided by a cosmic roll of the dice, the whims of the stars, the vagrant breezes of fortune that blows from the windmills of the gods

-A Final Destiny H.L. Dietric.

~AlphonseMouse Sep 4, 2009, 8:05:14 AM

thx for ur +watch~ haha
okok! i'll be patient to upload more laa~~

~LycanthropicEmo Dec 27, 2008, 10:08:18 AM

Thank you for adding me to your deviant watch list.

--
Are you here?
Are you listening?
Playing with my mind.
Stop your whistling!

Smiles all round?
Fake your life?
Throw it away,
In grief and strife.

Take me with you.
And don’t forget.
I never loved you.
And we never met.

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~Zergabean Dec 27, 2008, 10:12:59 AM

You are welcomed. You too, i guess^^ I hope we can be friends, lol as I myself is also, *occasionally* a poet too emotional for words~

I saw your picture (without a smile, without a tear, without a heart) and really, YOU GOTTA CHEER UP!

Zerga

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We are all victims, Anselmo. Our destinies are decided by a cosmic roll of the dice, the whims of the stars, the vagrant breezes of fortune that blows from the windmills of the gods

-A Final Destiny H.L. Dietric.

~LycanthropicEmo Dec 27, 2008, 10:19:58 AM

If you think my picture is bad, check out the rest of my crap. I am sure you will find many things to tell me to cheer up about apart from my other photo. Yes we can be friends.

Jack.

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Are you here?
Are you listening?
Playing with my mind.
Stop your whistling!

Smiles all round?
Fake your life?
Throw it away,
In grief and strife.

Take me with you.
And don’t forget.
I never loved you.
And we never met.

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~Zergabean Dec 27, 2008, 10:23:40 AM

Okay^^ no problem them, i will browse through your gallery and by the way, your picture wasn't bad, it just lacks optimism, hope, and the will to smile.

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We are all victims, Anselmo. Our destinies are decided by a cosmic roll of the dice, the whims of the stars, the vagrant breezes of fortune that blows from the windmills of the gods

-A Final Destiny H.L. Dietric.

~LycanthropicEmo Dec 27, 2008, 10:32:50 AM

I am a pesssimist in my own right. Good luck.

--
Are you here?
Are you listening?
Playing with my mind.
Stop your whistling!

Smiles all round?
Fake your life?
Throw it away,
In grief and strife.

Take me with you.
And don’t forget.
I never loved you.
And we never met.

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